The Supreme Sword (Heaven Defying Sword)

() Time passes, and everything in Jianzong is as usual.

Soon, the sun was setting in the west, it was almost dusk, and the members of the Sword Sect had just had their dinner.

To the north of Jian Zong, in the far distance in Yaokong, a ray of light flashed and came quickly towards Jian Zong.

Because it is very far away, the light is very dim and difficult to distinguish with the naked eye.

"Brother...! Hug!" Little Tingting was very attached. Just after dinner, she opened her hands and ran towards Xuanyao.

Xuanyao stretched out his hands, hugged Xiao Tingting's waist, and lifted her up.

"Hehehehe...!" Suddenly it rose rapidly, making Xiao Tingting laugh.

Um------?

Xuanyao had just lifted Xiao Tingting up, and his body seemed to be frozen, and his eyes suddenly brightened as he looked towards the north.

A king came from the north, but he didn't send out any breath.

However, Xuanyao has cultivated Huangdao Yaoyao's eyes, and his eyesight is much sharper than that of other kings. Even though he is thousands of miles away, he can detect the faint light of the king's teleportation.

The faint light flickered, gradually brightened, and quickly teleported towards Jian Zong.

"What's the matter, Yao'er?" Xuan Hong walked over quickly and looked at Yaokong in the north. He didn't see anything.

Xuanyao handed the smiling little Tingting to his father's hands and said, "Someone is teleporting here, but it's not like Master Mo and Xiao Shao. They won't approach so quietly." .”

Xuan Hong said: "Could he be the king from Yaozhou?"

Xuanyao said: "If it's the king from Yaozhou, how come Uncle Mo can't find it? If he finds it, why don't you notify him? There's something fishy about it. Dad, I'll go take a look."

"Hmm -!" Xuan Hong nodded. At this time, the teleporting king was already three thousand miles away from the Sword Sect. Xuan Hong also saw the faint light of the teleporting jump.

"I'll go with you!" Long Ziyan said.

Long Ziyan is the peak king of Dacheng, and has the bloodline of the top purple-blooded dragon, and is extremely powerful.

Xuanyao nodded, jumped up with Long Ziyan, and then disappeared in a flash, teleporting away to the north.

Xuanyao and Long Ziyan's trip attracted the attention of all the kings of the Sword Sect. They all looked to the north and saw the teleporting light.

The light became brighter and brighter, and finally turned into a shadow.

When they got closer, everyone's eyes showed a look of surprise. In the hands of the shadow, there were two people holding them, one on the left and one on the right.

About a thousand miles away from Jian Zong, Xuanyao and Long Ziyan stopped and looked at the visitor from a distance.

This is a young man who looks to be about 20 years old. He is wearing brocade clothes. He has one in each hand. It is Mo Qianji and Xiang Yaoxiao.

Xuanyao frowned. Mo Qianji and Xiang Yaoxiao were both kings, but they couldn't escape from this attack. It was really strange. It was very scary.

However, the land of China is restricted by Yaozhou. The ultimate king of Dacheng is the limit of warriors. Strong people higher than this level cannot come from Yaozhou. As long as they are not strong people with higher cultivation than themselves, no matter how terrifying their strength is, Xuanyao will not be able to do anything. Not afraid.

In the same realm, Xuanyao has never encountered a real opponent.

"Where does the coming person come in——?" Xuanyao let out a loud shout, and the sound wave vibrated, pushing forward like a wave.

The young man carrying Mo Qianji and Xiang Yaoxiao stopped a hundred miles in front of Xuanyao. The sound wave had weakened by now. He blew a breath, and all the air waves in front of him turned into calm, and said: "Son of God Sikong Xiang, you are Xuanyao!"

Sikong Xiang's voice was very calm, but it was like a muffled thunder. Even though they were hundreds of miles apart, both Xuanyao and Long Ziyan heard it clearly.

Judging from the content of these words, it seemed that he was asking a question, but in fact, Sikong Xiang's tone was resolute, and he had already identified him as Xuanyao.

Sikong Xiang came from Yaozhou and learned of Xuanyao's whereabouts, so he came to China specifically to look for Xuanyao.

The barrier may have a blocking effect on warriors from the mortal world, but for the Son of God who comes from the God Realm, who doesn't have a piece of artifact on him? Although the God Emperor and the Hades Emperor were powerful, they still could not stop the Son of God with only the ten thousand-year-old fighting rules.

Son of God Sikong Xiang!

When Xuanyao heard the word 'Son of God', anger arose in his heart.

"Did you kill them?" Xuanyao gritted his teeth and spoke word by word, each word revealing the deepest murderous intent.

Prime Minister Sikong threw Mo Qianji and Xiang Yaoxiao towards Xuanyao and said: "How can I, the Son of God, get my hands dirty if two mortals come in? Xuanyao, if you present the Holy Cauldron of Chaos, I, the Son of God, will be richly rewarded."

Xuanyao grabbed Mo Qianji and Xiang Yaoxiao in his hands and gave them to Long Ziyan for inspection. Sure enough, they were not dead, but they were seriously injured and fell into a coma.

Xuanyao immediately took out the holy healing pill and gave it to two people.

This is the healing holy medicine he obtained in the Alchemy Emperor Medicine Garden. It was refined with the Holy Cauldron of Chaos. Even in Central Continent, it is very precious, rare to find, and has a very good therapeutic effect.

Mo Qianji and Xiang Yaoxiao took it, and their injuries quickly improved and they woke up.

"Be careful! There is an enemy coming!" Mo Qianji shouted loudly as soon as he woke up and saw Xuanyao and Long Ziyan.

Xuanyao nodded and said, "We understand."

In the distance, Sikong Xiang's voice came, "Present the Holy Cauldron of Chaos to this Son of God. Didn't you hear what I said?"

"That's him, he can imprison the void——!" Mo Qianji said in shock.

"He can also track teleportation!" Xiang Yaoxiao's tone also revealed surprise.

Confining the void, tracking teleportation, no matter which one, sounds like a night talk, unreasonable.

Even Xuanyao, who possesses the Holy Cauldron of Chaos, can only confine the void and track teleportation, which he has never even heard of.

Xuanyao made a gesture and asked Long Ziyan to lead Mo Qianji and Xiang Yaoxiao to retreat. He took a few steps forward and said, "Who do you think you are, Sikong Ding?"

Long Ziyan understood and immediately retreated towards Jian Zong with Mo Qianji and Xiang Yaoxiao.

Sikong Xiang's voice began to reveal a hint of coldness, saying: "Fanru, you can't understand what I am saying? Please present the Holy Cauldron of Chaos. I will be rewarded heavily. If not, Fanru, even if you are a Ant, this Son of God doesn’t even bother to take your humble life, so I will crush you to death.”

"Xiang Sikong, in the divine world, you are the Son of God. In the mortal world, you are no different from me. If I am humble, why are you so noble? If you want the Chaos Holy Cauldron, it depends on whether you are qualified." Xuanyao Leng vocal channel.

Sikong Xiang's anger burned, and his aura began to be exposed. Xuan Yao saw it, and the aura he revealed was only at the level of a Dacheng Ultimate King.

In the same realm, Xuanyao is not afraid of anyone entering, and the Son of God is no exception.

The belief of invincibility is unshakable in Xuanyao's heart, no matter who the opponent is, be it the Son of God or the Son of Ming.

"Hmph...! Why should I be nobler than you? Although I was sent to the mortal world as soon as I was born, I was born in the divine world. I was destined to become a god in the future. Moreover, my father is a main god, and you are just a mere god. Every mortal, even the previous generations of our ancestors, are all humble mortals. In the eyes of this Son of God, they are no different from ants."

Sikong Xiang's expression was calm, his head slightly raised, and there was a kind of contempt in his eyes. It was an innate noble demeanor. Looking at all living beings in the mortal world was like looking at a group of ants, "Xuan Yao, I have heard that you His deeds are outstanding among ordinary people.

But ants are ants, and they are just one strong ant in a group of ants!

For this son of God, what does this mean? Although the land of China is restricted by Yaodi, the highest realm for a warrior can only be the Dacheng Ultimate King, and the cultivation of this god's son can only be displayed at the Dacheng Ultimate King realm, but it is still easy to crush an ant to death. "

While speaking, Sikong Xiang always maintained a condescending attitude.

This is not a deliberate act, but an innate mentality. Born in the God Realm, anyone who enters the mortal world is just an ant in his eyes.

Xuanyao said coldly: "Noble Son of God, then you will die at the hands of this ant like me!"

"Hahahaha...!" Sikong Xiang suddenly laughed wildly and said Yang Yao: "Everyone in the God Realm, have you seen it? Hahaha...! An ant, he said he wants to kill the gods!"

After laughing, Sikong Xiang's eyes suddenly locked on Xuanyao, with murderous intent, "God is located at the top of the sky, high above. Ants can only touch and worship. As an ant, you are treasonous and treasonous by saying such things. This is If you want to rebel against Yao, you are trying to rebel against the king of gods in the sky."

"You think you are a noble god and I am a humble ant. It's up to you. You walk on your Yangguan Road and I cross mine. We have no conflict with each other, but don't show off in front of me. Pretending to be noble, in my eyes, there is only the difference between life and death. If you want to bully me, I will turn you into death! Understand?" Xuanyao raised her chin.

Sikong Xiang sneered and said: "You also know the difference between living and dying. As an ant, if you want to live, you should have the consciousness of an ant. Otherwise, the noble Son of God will not mind getting his hands dirty and crushing a humble one to death." Ants, sacred objects like the Holy Cauldron are not something that ants can get their hands on. It is your talisman. If you enter, if you want to live, you must obediently offer the Holy Cauldron of Chaos. If you dare to defy the gods, you will die without a burial place. "

"The Holy Cauldron of Chaos is mine. If God wants to take it away, I will go against it, so what!" Xuanyao stood tall and walked forward in the air as he spoke.

Suddenly there was an emperor-level sword in his hand. He pointed the sword at the sky and said, "I swear with this sword that I will kill anyone who dares to seize my holy cauldron. I will defy the sky and kill the gods, even if I don't hesitate!"

"That's enough...! Ant, you are seeking death!" Sikong Xiang shouted, his figure flashed, and he teleported forward dozens of miles.

The next moment, Sikong Xiang's figure appeared six kilometers away in front of Xuanyao.

His body was affected by the Void Confined by the Holy Cauldron of Chaos, and he was unable to teleport. If it were Xuanyao's defensive force field, it could block teleporters at most three thousand meters away.

"The yin and yang split the sky...!"

Sikong Xiang pressed down with his palm, and a huge phantom palm print appeared in the sky, more than a thousand meters long, covering Xuanyao.